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This is a story about ambition — the kind that starts with applause and ends in a bottle.
 We follow a drifter who learns the carny trade, masters the con, and mistakes deceit for destiny. He climbs the ladder of showmanship one lie at a time, only to find the rungs greased with regret.

Behind the banners and the fortune-telling, it’s all just desperation in makeup. The marks want miracles, the grifters want power, and God’s nowhere on the midway.

It’s noir without the city — a sermon for the damned, wrapped in sawdust and neon.

So grab a ticket, take your seat, and listen close, because every word is a trick, every smile is a scam, and under the tent of truth, no one leaves clean.

The show must go on.
 And the geek?
 He always comes home.

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